Hi there!
This is a Severus x OC story, i know there aren't as popular as Severus x Hermione but i dont like to think of little Emma Watson with Alan Rickman so I've changed how she looks in my head, and then i thought - hey, i might as well just write an OC!
So here it is...
(A bit of light smut in this chapter, so don't read if you don't like it.)
"I am not the type of man to waste time with niceties." Professor Snape replied coolly to Minerva McGonagall.
"You could try." The headmistress replied, rolling her eyes at the miserable potions teacher.
"I am always civil – the perfect gentleman," Minerva snorted at this, but he was not offended as it was said with irony "And I find it particularly amusing that you believe you can change me now after so many years."
She spun to face him. "Fine then. Our new old professor – could you at least be civil?"
"Ah yes." Severus nodded as they walked on. The Headmistress was going to greet a new member of staff and had roped Severus along to join her, much to his disgruntlement. It was an old professor apparantly who had decided to rejoin Hogwarts staff. "Your mystery professor returning to their post… Tell me, Headmistress, have you perhaps rehired Umbridge? Or perhaps broken Antonin Dolohov out of Azkaban to teach first years charms?" Here he gave a short laugh. "I think I'd prefer Umbridge of the two – she had a sadistic quality that rather appealed to me."
McGonagall swatted him. "You'll have to wait and see." She smiled smugly and Severus suddenly felt uncomfortable. Who was this previous professor and why did Minerva want him, of all people, to meet them again?
She stood at the gates to the formidable castle, and the breath hitched in her throat. She was returning to the place she had called home those few years ago that now seemed like decades. So much had changed, so much had happened – she had learnt so much now that she never knew then. She had learnt about him, the truth about him.
She wondered how long it would be until they ran into each other. It was a big place and still a couple of weeks until the students returned, she imagined she could hide easily from him. She was good at blending into crowds, seemingly disappearing when she had to.
She wondered also how he would react when he saw her.
She was about to find out…
Severus and Minerva descended one last flight of stairs and arrived at the main door to the castle. Severus pulled out a small pocket watch and raised an eyebrow at Minerva. As if on cue, there came a small knock on the heavy door.
The headmistress stepped smartly forward and mouthed 'be courteous' at the scowling Severus before opening the door.
There on the step, with the autumn wind whipping around her head stood Professor Lauren Hanson. Severus could not make a sneering comment, nor eye her with disdain - he merely stood in shock.
She stepped in and held her hand out for Professor McGonagall to shake. The headmistress laughed and pushed it away, opening her arms for a hug.
As she crushed the girl to her she said tearfully. "Oh, silly girl! It's been a while – but we're still all friends here!" As Lauren looked over Minerva's shoulder she was met with the cold, black gaze of Severus. It chilled her to her very core, and made her want to cry…she resisted the urge.
As the older woman released her and dabbed at her watering eyes, Lauren looked at her feet, not wanting to meet that penetrating stare of Snape's again.
Eventually he spoke. "So, the wanderer returns." Those four little words changed the atmosphere in the room so much so that even Minerva noticed.
"Be civilised, Severus." She chided quietly.
Lauren side stepped the headmistress so she was in front of Severus. Her medium length brown hair, usually like spun silk, was now frenzied and knotted. He longed for a moment to reach out and run his fingers through it, until their past came crashing down around him once again. She was around five foot and eight inches, tall for a girl, but still a good six inches shorter than the potions master. He tilted his head down to glare at her fully.
"I've come back." She said softly. He felt an unusual tightening in his chest to hear her speak once again, but ignored it firmly.
"So I see," he said, adding in a dangerous whisper. "The question is why?"
Minerva trotted forward and stood beside the couple, as he stared at her and she looked anywhere but at him.
"Well," the headmistress offered when Lauren didn't answer. "I expect Miss Hanson wished to further her career here, at a most infamous school, now that trouble with the Dark Lord is over." Severus scoffed slightly and Lauren nodded solemnly. "I seem to remember you two worked quiet closely together at one point, perhaps that friendship could be rekindled?"
Lauren blushed furiously, an unusual thing for her to do, and stared down. If only the poor woman knew what had gone on.
Severus glared at Minerva. "Friendship? I don't know what you're talking about. Potions and charms are two subjects that cannot help colliding occasionally – although I doubt that will happen this year." He finished coldly, with a particularly venomous look at Lauren. She stared back, disappointment and sorrow written clearly on her face.
He felt sick and could not stand to be around her any more. He made his excuses and left.
Minerva turned to Lauren and smiled. "He still hasn't changed." Lauren nodded and smiled back, afraid that if she spoke her voice would break. "I'll show you to your rooms."
After a quick tour of the four rooms Lauren would now occupy, she persuaded Minerva to leave. The woman had clearly spending all six week holiday with Snape and was now relishing fresh company, but Lauren needed her time alone.
The room looked warm, decorated with cream walls and red furnishings, but as it was directly above the dungeons so the stone floor was extremely cold. She sighed and transfigured her shoes into warm fluffy slippers.
She settled into her new, foreign bed later that night. The second her eyes closed, she dreamed vividly of their first and last night together. It was a dream full of anxiety and sweetness in equal amounts.
Severus kneeled in the middle of the bed, Lauren sat on his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist as they thrust, and arched, and whispered sweet nothings to each other. He ran his hands through her hair. She leant her forehead upon his, her hands linked behind his neck, whispering his name over and over and over again. He gave one more thrust upwards, his hands sliding down her soft undulating back, resting lightly on her full buttocks as she came hard with a gasp of pure bliss. He came moments later, holding her shaking body in his firm embrace.
Lauren woke later, to find the space next to her empty, it clearly had not been slept in. He hadn't spent the night here, even though they were in his chambers. Where had he been all night? She feared he had left her for a moment, until she heard his deep, pleasing voice coming from the next room.
Standing, she picked up his discarded shirt and threw it on, feeling like a girl from a movie in her boyfriend's clothes. She moved through into his living room, and saw him kneeling with his face in the fire. Her mother was a muggle, and being raised that way it still seemed unusual to see someone with their head in a fire. He seemed to be listening to someone speak so she was silent, watching him with eyes full of love.
Then she heard him speak. She heard what he said. She gasped and began to cry silently as he spoke to the person on the other end.
His head whipped round at the sound, he saw her. He stood and moved towards her, wearing his black trousers but with a bare chest. Then she saw it.
Severus woke with a start, the image of Laurens heartbroken face still etched on his minds eye. He growled and smashed the empty firewhisky bottle he was clutching on the floor.
He shouldn't be feeling sorry for her; she was the one that left! And now, she thought she could walk back in, bat her lashes and they'd return to how they were? Well…she had another thing coming.
Once lost, Severus Snape's good opinion is lost forever.
Lauren woke up with tears on her face. She had reacted badly to it – but how did he expect her to behave? She did what any girl would do in that situation and ran. But she was back now – surely that would count for something? She wanted him so badly, she had thought of him everyday since she'd left. But she had hurt him. She knew that much.
Severus Snape wasn't one to forgive easily – but Lauren Hanson wasn't one to give up either.
I know its not that great, but please review! :)